Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Although Fu Heihui didn't say a word, Shi Er was not an idiot.

It was still the problem of the phone call, the timing of Hui's hanging up was too bad, and so was the text message asking him not to call after that, there was a sense of disobedience everywhere.

"I am back."

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Hui came home, and Hui was bending over to change his shoes in the hallway. He had just put down his schoolbag and walked into the hall when Shier, who heard the sound, picked him up and looked at him.

Although she is already a junior high school student, and her body shape has grown a lot in recent years, compared with Shi Er, who has an extremely physical body, Fu Heihui still looks small.

Brother Fuhei, the bad king who dominates the area around Diguang, stood with his father, and was immediately set off like a harmless little black cat squatting next to a muscular and ferocious big black panther.

"What are you doing."

Fu Heihui, whose toes were hanging in the air, stared at him expressionlessly.

Shi Er looked around his cub left and right, but found nothing wrong.

"What happened to you today?" Shi Er put him down, "Did something happen to you?"

"No, just an ordinary day."

"You think I'll believe it?" Shi Er raised his eyebrows.

Fu Heihui gave him a look of disbelief, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

Shi Er rubbed his chin, leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, watched his son looking through the refrigerator, and various possibilities flashed through his mind.

No money?

It shouldn't be, no one came to collect debts recently, and he didn't take away the savings card at home.

Hui should still have a lot of private money.

Is that a gamble lost?

... No, Hui, this little devil, knows nothing about the happiness of gamblers. He even wants to kill the world's small pachinko racetracks because of his too many losses. He will never take the initiative to go to that kind of place, so it shouldn't be because of this.

Being bullied?

No, this is even more impossible, right?

Although Hui is very weak, it is still no problem to hit an ordinary person, and he didn't see any wounds on him just now.

You can't be confessed, can you?

……what.

A flash of light flashed in my mind.

Shi Er's eyes lit up, as if he had found a reason.

This is possible!

After all, he is his own son with a good-looking face, so he will be picked up by a woman... a girl?In short, it is not uncommon for the opposite sex to fall in love with each other.

Because I was confessed and got a girlfriend, so I went on a date after school, which made sense!

When calling, it might be that the little girlfriend left for a while, so Hui, who went out to play with the other party or sent the other home, took this opportunity to tell herself that she would not go home for dinner, and hung up the phone because the little girlfriend came back too soon. The little devil with extremely high self-esteem didn't want his father to hear his voice on the phone and guess that he was in a relationship, so he subconsciously hung up the call.

The behavior of coming back with no explanation for the behavior of hanging up the phone also makes sense.

Fu Heisher: There seems to be nothing wrong with this logic.

Fu Heihui: "... Huh?"

Because he met Gojo Satoru unexpectedly, his original itinerary was delayed, and the unexpected incident made Fu Heihui completely forget about going home after eating out, and instinctively walked to the Shinkansen with his mind full of messy thoughts. As a result, on the way home, I was so hungry that I realized that I hadn’t eaten dinner. After all, I was a teenager in the developing period, so I was hungry very fast, and Fu Heihui was also picky. Although he said that he basically ate everything, compared to Meat, he obviously prefers vegetarian food, and the bento he usually prepares for himself is mostly vegetarian, which makes him hungry faster.

Fu Heihui went to the refrigerator as soon as he got home, trying to find the leftovers, but as soon as he opened the refrigerator door, he heard Shi Er's enthusiastic guess.

Fu Heihui had an expression of [what nonsense are you talking about].

"Don't be shy, Hui, you're at this age too." The man who was a professional boy before meeting Eri's mother looked at his only son: "How is he? Is he good-looking? Is he rich? Is he younger than him Are you older or younger?"

"That's not the case!" Fu Heihui continued to search for food from the refrigerator without saying a word: "Can you put normal things in your head?"

"This is a normal thing. Don't mention anything else. If you want to please women, my experience is much richer than yours... Please, can I teach you some experience?"

"I said it's nothing like that!"

Fu Heihui, who couldn't find any leftovers, took out a box of milk with a cold face, then turned around and went to the cabinet to get instant noodles, he snorted: "Mr. Say it so boldly."

Shi Er choked, glanced at Hui's shadow, and then raised the corner of his mouth again without guilt: "After being with Huili, I have reformed myself and never messed around again. Your mother also You know, now I am a good man who protects your mother like a jade."

"...When my mother just passed away, who tried to take me to stay at different women's homes every day." Fu Heihui gritted his teeth mercilessly and turned over the old account. Resist, your reformation is a joke...Eili's mother was the first one to hit you when she came out."

Shir: ... Tch.

Can this be his fault?

At that time, Eili had just passed away, and his world had collapsed.

If he had known that the curse spirit transformed by Eri was in Hui's shadow, he would not have given up on doing this.

Thinking about it now, fortunately that kid Hui kept disturbing him every day, so he didn't get discouraged and did something wrong to Hui Li.

"That kind of thing is not allowed to be said." Shi Er bent down and pinched his son's cheeks, pulling on both sides: "...Tch, why do you still remember what happened when you were one or two years old? Normal people have generally forgotten it, right? ?”

"Who knows." Fu Heihui shook his head, shook off the man's hand pinching his face, and then narrowed his green eyes unhappily: "It's probably because you are so worried that I can't forget it even if I want to forget it." Alright."

Shi Er: "...Forget it all for me."

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After exchanging mobile phone numbers with Gojo Satoru, there was no contact for the next few days.

This is not surprising, after all, Fu Heihui is still young, not ready for high school, and Gojo Satoru is one of the few super magicians, so he is busy going around every day, so naturally he has no time to come to him.

Gojo Satoru would occasionally send a few text messages with unknown meanings.

[Xiao Hui~ Do you have brothers and sisters? ]

Similar to this kind of text message without cause and effect.

Speaking of which, did he tell the other party his name?

Fu Heihui was not sure, he didn't seem to have said it, and he didn't remember Wujo Wu asked. Even if the mobile phone numbers were exchanged, the man didn't exchange names.

If he hadn't met each other in this life, he would have thought that they had known each other a long time ago.

But Gojo Satoru called him by name directly from the first text message.

Because I have known that man's character for a long time, and I know that the other party does not have the slightest sense of distance that Japanese people are used to socially, and Fukurohui is also used to being called by his first name directly, so there is no entanglement.

He quickly found a reason for Gojo Satoru.

Probably because he saw the Teiko school uniform he was wearing at the time, so he checked his news.

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Fu Heihui was sent to the hospital. The amputation of the little black cat went smoothly. The necrotic part of the left forelimb was removed, leaving only a short half of the forearm.

recovered well.

Hui detours every day to see it.

It is less than two months old, a very small one, because the healing progress is gratifying, so after the veterinarian judged that there was no major problem, they avoided the incision and carefully cleaned up its fur with a wet towel and a small comb.The little black cat was originally an abandoned domestic cat. Except for the wound, there were no fleas or ear mites. The dirty hair was combed little by little, and it immediately became beautiful and cute.

It is a long-haired cat, male, with a bit of frizzy hair, a pair of green eyes that are sharp and cautious, very fierce, and no one wants to get close to it except Huihe, the attending doctor.

But compared to the attending physician, the little black cat is obviously more intimate with Hui.

Every time Hui went to see it, the little black cat pricked up its ears when it heard the movement from afar. Cage, staring at the boy walking towards him with wide green eyes.

"It really likes you." The attending physician said with a smile: "Don't look at how soft it is to you, in fact, this child is usually very fierce, so I won't be bitten or scratched, but that's all. That's all, this little guy won't act like a spoiled child to me."

Fu Heihui was stunned holding the little black cat. He looked at the doctor, then looked down at the little thing purring in his arms, and finally smoothed its fur silently.

There is no major problem with the wound on the forelimb of the little black cat, as long as the medicine is taken regularly, it will be cured, and now there is no need to stay in the pet hospital for observation.

But a week passed, and there was still no one who was willing to adopt the little black cat.

"Sorry, I have asked someone for you, but there are too few people who are willing to adopt a disabled cat, and it is normal to find them in a short time, and this cat is very fierce to most people of."

Mentioning this, the attending physician was helpless.

Fu Heihui looked at the little black cat that was still holding her hand when it was sent back to the cage, and even crawled crookedly to press her hand under her body. If it's healthy...can you find an adopter quickly?"

"Although I can't tell what breed it is, this child is very beautiful, and it is less than two months old, which happens to be the most suitable age for domestication. If it has healthy limbs, it should be very popular." The doctor said He said, with a look of pity on his face.

After all, in his opinion, this little black cat is disabled after all.

Disabled cats have a hard time finding adopters.

The beautiful little black cat opened its green eyes innocently. It shook the tips of its ears, as if it was once attracted by human conversations, but because it couldn't understand at all, this fluffy little guy quickly gave up on the other side. s concern.

Now it just narrowed its eyes happily, rubbed against the human hand with a good smell, and then licked it with the tip of its tongue, trying to get its own smell on it.

snore...

The little black cat kept purring happily like a tractor.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui, who was loved by cats, felt itchy.

If you have healthy limbs, you can quickly find an adopter... Then, it shouldn't matter if you raise the cat until Mama Eri fully hatches, right?

Waiting for the little black cat's hand to be healed by Mama Hui's inversion technique, an adopter will be found soon.

then.

Going out to make a commission, Shier, who came home for dinner, just opened the door with the key, and saw his son with black hair and green eyes holding a cat with black hair and green eyes in his arms. Similar eyes turned to stare at him.

Shier with black hair and green eyes: ...? ? ?